I practiced as a monk alone in Japan.

Chapter 11 Life, as easy as turning one's hand?
Jihei Yamazaki was in a good mood.

He had seen too many girls like Kazama Sakura; they all seemed unruly at first, refusing to yield or bow down no matter what.

Of course, if you had hinted at it like that, she would definitely have disagreed no matter what; rebellion is an instinct.

The impulse at the time might lead them to make potentially extreme choices.

Back when Yamazaki Jihei wasn't at this school, he 'accidentally' caused a girl to jump off a building.

So he has accumulated quite a bit of experience.

It is very clear how to gradually break down someone's defenses and make them give up resistance.

It's very simple, just give them time.

The first step is to choose a suitable target, and Kazama Sakura fits this criterion perfectly. However, she's been placed in this expensive private school, and her grades are declining.

On the one hand, there's no need to worry about any terrible backlash from the other party's family if they find out the inside story.

For example, he wouldn't target girls like Asagiri Rin, because such a powerful figure is simply untouchable.

Such forces are like invisible hands hidden behind countless dark secrets, capable of crushing a nobody like myself with the slightest touch.

But in front of a girl like Kazama Sakura, he became an insurmountable mountain.

He also relied on his uncle, who was the vice principal, to get transferred in smoothly at such a young age.

He hadn't originally planned to 'go back to his old ways' so soon, but how to put it... girls like Kazama Sakura are just too rare.

That unparalleled youthfulness, coupled with her pure and innocent charm, made him wonder if any man could remain unmoved.

Actually, looking around, he wasn't lacking in women, but Yamazaki Jihei was tired of those materialistic women outside, either too easy to get or full of cunning thoughts.

Only girls in such schools exude a fresh and beautiful aura, arousing an instinctive desire to defile them.

As for that strange-looking boy who later barged into his office...
There's no need to take it to heart at all; the word "courage" seems to fit perfectly with a young person.

But life is life, not a movie, not a novel. The idea that good triumphs over evil is ultimately just wishful thinking.

Why hope?

Because that's not the norm in this world.

What kind of trouble could someone from an orphanage cause? He believed that Kazama Sakura would soon understand once she calmed down.

She herself was the only key to her predicament.

She will know that if she is willing to show her attitude, her scholarship will not be in problem regardless of whether her so-called grades are improved.

Let him guess when she will come to his office again, or perhaps just send a text message?

Two days?

three days?

It will definitely not exceed one week.

Time will gradually diminish one's courage, prompting one to begin rationally considering what the best outcome would be.

This is why many negotiations need to be finalized on the spot, and absolutely no more time should be given, because delays can lead to unforeseen changes.

Feeling relaxed and without any pressure, Yamazaki Jihei drove home happily and stopped by a nearby ramen shop to enjoy a satisfying bowl of tonkotsu ramen.

I also added a can of Kirin Ichiban Shibori.

I returned to the apartment on the sixth floor.

Although this apartment is not large, the rent is quite high.

It wouldn't be easy for him to afford it with his salary, but he has some side jobs that make money very easily.

He sat in the bathtub filled with hot water, not to watch dramas, but to open his photo album and flip through one thrilling picture after another.

Those weren't pornographic images downloaded from the internet; they were photos he took himself.

He admired it while pondering it.

"Who should I ask for money from this month, Hmm, Xiaoxing? I already asked for it last month."

"Hmm, Nadeshiko? Hmm, I kind of miss her butt, it's like ocean waves."

I simply put on a bathrobe, in this season, with such a good mood.

Yamazaki Jihei felt that one bottle of beer might not be enough, so he opened the refrigerator and chose Yamazaki 12 over Hibiki.

It's interesting in itself that Jihei Yamazaki likes to drink Yamazaki.

Humming a little tune, holding a fragrance cup, I casually grabbed a handful of pine nuts.

He leaned against the balcony, sipping his drink while gazing at the vibrant night sky. From this vantage point, he looked down at the entire apartment complex below, and the gentle summer breeze seemed to amplify the lingering effects of the alcohol.

My mind keeps replaying the captivating charm of those women, whether young or mature, leaving me with endless memories.

he was thinking.

I'm just a homeroom teacher at a private high school, and this is the kind of life I'm living. I'm even on the verge of having control over other people's destinies.

So what about the real big shots in this city, this country? Damn, they must be having a million times more fun than I am, right?

Without thinking, he stretched out his palm towards the night sky.

Life is as easy as turning your hand.

Right now.

Yamazaki Jihei seemed to hear something, and he turned around to look at the living room.

Then, his gaze changed from suspicion to disbelief and shock.

His hand holding the wine glass began to tremble, and his pupils dilated.

"why you?!"

under night.

Screams pierced the sky.

Then it fell heavily.

"boom!"

A girl with a cool and noble demeanor, exuding a natural aristocratic air, opened her jewel-like eyes.

She looked at a young woman in a business suit who had just closed the car door and gotten into the car, and whose expression was as cold as a soldier's.

"So what happened that caused such a commotion in the council?"

"Miss. A teacher was found to have fallen from his rented apartment and is now in a vegetative state. It's suspected to be a homicide, and it seems the police have already intervened."

"What teacher?"

Asagiri Rin leaned back in the leather-wrapped rear seat, staring coldly at her phone.

"It's a teacher named Yamazaki Jihei from Class 3, who is also the class's homeroom teacher. The reason for this big commotion is probably because his uncle is the school's vice principal. He has been claiming that he will do his best to cooperate with the police to find out the real culprit who killed Yamazaki Jihei."

"Class 3. Is there someone named Tsukino Gen?"

The female driver in front paused for a moment, thought for a moment, and then spoke.

"There seems to be such a boy."

"What is the council's attitude now?"

"They said they would thoroughly investigate the murderer and fully cooperate with the police investigation."

"What a joke." Asagiri Rin raised her eyes and looked coldly ahead. "How can this kind of thing be related to the school? Does the school have to be responsible for him falling from a building at home? Send someone to tell everyone to minimize the impact of this matter and not involve the school."

"But what about the vice principal?"

“Give him a sum of money as a form of consolation. If he keeps bringing up the school or even the students, get him fired. There are plenty of people who want to be the vice principal.”

"I see."

The female driver immediately got out of the car and went to make a phone call.

The girl sitting quietly in the car concealed her unusual coldness that had been present for a moment.

She turned off her phone screen, revealing a face that was exquisitely beautiful and aloof to the extreme.

She thought of something.

He took out a small, old, and even yellowed paper airplane from his schoolbag.

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She sighed softly.

The window reflected her face, like a glacier that has never melted meeting its first ray of sunlight.

Her eyes held a gentle gaze that no one had seen since she returned to this home.

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(End of this chapter)